vuori being the newest addition to the group of Vikings, had to prove himself. Spending countless hours chopping firewood, helping the elderly and doing the mucky work on the ship for when they went to sea. He was beyond tired but he had a reputation he needed to get.

he huffs as he chops yet another trees worth of logs, wiping a brow with the back of his leather glove, looking up at the sky for a moments rest

"Ahh.." he sighs, before swinging the axe into the wood causing it to split into thirds, then another.. and another. He does this for another thirty minutes or so until his pile is large enough, picking up some he stacks it beside his cabin, sitting down on a log he decides to take a break.